End of a Journey

December 19^th, 2000 was a Tuesday. It was the day I enlisted into the Arizona Army National Guard. Today, 9 years later, I'm finishing up my service. From my very first days at C Btry, 1/180^th FA, a tour in Iraq, and all the way to E^co 29^th BSB, it's been quite a ride. I didn't reenlist because I want to concentrate of my career, and frequent deployments would put me at a serious disadvantage in my field. This is not to say that I'm not torn by my decision. Part of me wants to stay in. Part of me will always want to be in the Army. It has been an amazing 9 years for me. Being part of the Army has given me discipline and confidence and has taught me the meaning of honor, duty, loyalty, and courage. I think I was a good soldier and as an NCO I think I did my best to take care of the soldiers under me. Along the way, I also made some wonderful friends who might as well be family now. The kind of camaraderie that forms when you serve with people in a combat zone cannot be put into words.

Looking back I think I can say that I'm satisfied with my career. I still remember coming in as a 19-year old Private... I knew that I at least wanted to make Sergeant before I got out, and I'm glad that I was able to achieve that. Being able to wear the uniform is something amazing. You are a part of something larger than yourself. It's hard to put into words... I just know that it's something that I will miss terribly.

I can't say that I've looked forward to this day (although my family has). 9 years is a long time to serve and after doing something for so long, it becomes a very integral part of you and your identity. I guess I will always be a soldier and a veteran; I have earned that right. But I know I'll always be looking back at my Army years fondly, half-wishing I was still wearing the uniform and still serving the nation.

Go Army! HOOAH!